Falling, people falling!

The two looked at each other, one eye, sad as tears, and one eye, red as blood.

Qing Ming closed his eyes, closed tightly, and the sword fell!

But Xu Lin doesn't want to, he doesn't care about any infatuation, for him, you Qingming, it's good to die, why do you have to cut off this sword?

The sea of blood boiled beside him, and the cultivation of the void was sent to the golden snake sword, Xu Lin roared angrily, and the iron-armored corpse incarnated by the bitterness flew up ruthlessly, and what followed was Xu Lin's blood god Bin Tianqi regardless of a qiē!

The dark curtain is like a dark night, and the night is in the sky, as if the whole world is dark, only a bright blood shot out of the ground illuminates a qiē again.

The two swords fought together, at the expense of Beibei, even if one was a real human realm and the other was a step virtual realm, but the strength shown by Xu Lin was far beyond the strength that his cultivation should have.

Sacrificing life and forgetting death, pouring out a sword, it seems that there is a collision between the two sides in the sky.

Xu Lin's pupils widened, and countless forces tore in the air, already messing up his black hair, dancing in the air, his clothes were torn, his eyes were blood-red, and his white face was hideous, like a fierce ghost, and he was hideous in front of him.

The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying!

At that moment, when the black curtain hit the bloody blade like a heavy hammer, it seemed that time had stood still and space had frozen. There was a woman in white in the sky crying and slashing down with a sword, and the black curtain was like a night in the air, like an immortal falling into the dust, a fairy picture scroll.

On the ground, there is a young man, his eyes are red, swinging a sword to cut nine days, a golden snake sword, setting off a monstrous blood wave, turning unwilling to turn into anger, to behead the fairy under the sword, the picture of the devil coming to the world.

But someone comes, where the wind rises, when the wind stops, a man stands in the air, under the heavens, above the ground, standing in the air, up and down with his hands, pointing to the sky with one hand and the earth with the other, and everything is quiet!

So the sea of blood counterattacked, and the waves rolled back to Xu Lin.

So the shady curtain was tiled, and the sword intent was reversed to Qingming.

Xu Lin's face was solemn, the origin of the sea of blood was in his hand, the golden snake sword turned into a golden light blood snake, opening his mouth to suck, despite this, the power of the heavy dà was like a big mountain pressing down, Xu Lin stood on the ground around him, and immediately let out a loud bang, collapsed the rock, and his whole body fell into a huge stone pit, his face was as white as paper and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and he was unable to move a bit.

In contrast, the high Qing Ming, the sword momentum is unabated, under the counterpressure of the stranger, it does not retreat but advances, and it is also a mouthful of blood spurting out, the sword momentum rises again, and the layers of curtain-like swords contain the momentum of the backlash, and then under the sword light of Qing Ming, it is pressed down again.

A sneer, coming from mid-air, resounded throughout the north, the golden dragon yellow robe, the golden crown on his head, as if the king of the world, looked at the momentum of the sky, and said: "What a sword shadow into a screen!"

The voice fell, one hand flicked up, and the main earth floated between one hand, rising, shaking the gate of heaven!

There are only a few words recorded in the ancient books, Xu Lin recalled that the tide was coming, and he shook the four seas with one hand, but he never thought that there was really such a supreme supernatural power in the world that could shake the sky and the earth with one hand.

"And a fart!" Xu Lin's heart was suddenly panicked, but his limbs were out of strength, but he couldn't move for a while!

A sword becomes a canopy, press down! One hand against the sky, up and down!

Xu Lin became an inconsequential being, and at the moment when heaven and earth merged, black and white were weirdly pasted together, he saw Qing Ming, and also saw the pale and decisive on her face!

"That's not how you look for death!" Inside the Dan Mansion, the blood was swimming, the silk chain was buckled, the Dan Ying stared at his eyes, and the fingers on the hilt of the Golden Snake Sword moved lightly. couldn't help but cause a soft sigh from the one in mid-air.

Blood God Bintian was already the most powerful move that Xu Lin could use in the early stage, but against the previous one, he hesitated, the sword roared softly, trembling, but the moment it still collapsed, the sea of blood floated in the air!

Heaven and earth, in mid-air, the three parties moved together, Qing Ming was desperate, and the man in the dragon robe was inadvertently Sumeru with the corners of his mouth upturned in his palm, until this side of the blood sea pond floated in the air, and then raised his eyebrows: "Okay!"

The mouth was bitter, Xu Lin was awe-inspiring and did not move his whole body, it was not that he didn't want to run, but fools knew that the breath on the man's body was not worse than that of the demon lord, not to mention Xu Lin, who was like a fly, he could be slapped to death if he raised his palm, and where to escape, it was better to fight.

A thought is born, a sword rises, but there is a sword to come, in the world outside the world.

Pierced the sky and inserted into the north!

Qingming's sword is not stopped, and the shady curtain is overwhelming.

Xu Lin's sword breath contended, and blood stained the air.

A sword in the middle, everything is quiet!

The majestic man in the yellow robe, looking at the black mangjian blade near the end of the world and close at his feet, his black hair rose up all over his head, but he was draped behind him in an instant.

His eyes were as heavy as the stars falling in the night sky, and he snorted coldly with an unkind face: "Count you as acquaintances!"

Laughed wildly, the sound was like thunder, tall and big, white hair, long on the toes, it was difficult to hide the heroic color between the eyebrows, just like the unique domineering spirit of heaven and earth, looking at the eyes, and laughing loudly: "A sword stops in front, it is considered a salute, I haven't seen it for a thousand years, and my predecessors are the same as in the past!"

Hearing this voice, Xu Lin's brows jumped, and then looking at the figure that came out of thin air, Xu Lin's heart seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, and his face turned red when he was about to burst with suffocation.

"Demon Lord!"

Glancing at Xu Lin with a smile, the demon lord's face showed a playful mockery: "The seniors are really good Yaxing, ask the sword to the juniors, why didn't you go to the Sword Washing Pavilion with the next back then?"

Rolling his eyes, the middle-aged man in a yellow robe and a golden crown on his head replied coldly with a disdainful face: "You are the widow, are you crazy?"

The Demon Lord was still a smiling face, this was an expression that Xu Lin had a hard time seeing, although he had been in contact with the Demon Lord for a long time, he had never seen him look at a person so levelly.

To be more precise, it's a ghost! At this time, if Xu Lin can't guess who the person in the dragon robe is, it is better to die on the blade in his hand.

In the north, all ghosts gathered, hell on earth, except for the supreme ghost emperor, Xu Lin couldn't think of anyone else who could talk to the demon lord like this.

With a flick in his hand, most of the blood in the sky was suddenly gone, Xu Lin was very knowledgeable to collect his sword, and then he was very knowledgeable and respectful to the bottom of the pit, whether others could see it or not, this etiquette was groveling to the extreme.

Without the slightest accident, the Ghost Emperor also seemed to have lost the interest of his talents, and recycled it into his sleeve robe with one hand, but he didn't expect that in the air, the sword curtain was pressed even tighter, and he couldn't help frowning.

For Xu Lin's actions, the demon lord turned a blind eye, but like the ghost emperor, he looked up at the sky, the fluttering woman, a curtain of white clothes, like petals swaying in the air, slowly descended, but there was a sword on it, killing intent rushing, leaving no room for all the strength of the slash.

"It's looking for death!" Xu Lin sighed in his heart, and couldn't help but glance at the zombie ghost beside him like a wooden stake, and somehow showed a knowing smile again.

But in the eyes of the Ghost Emperor, there is a look of approval, but it is the demon lord, and in the unfazed eyes, there is darkness, and there is no emotion.

Start your hands, shake the gate of heaven!

There is no howling wind, and there is no earthly thunder, only flower petals, shattered petals, broken into slag white, in the sky, still falling, slowly swaying, the sword of Qingming.

Xu Lin has been watching, looking at the figure like a remnant leaf in the wind, looking at the unyielding sword, in mid-air, with people, in the tranquility, gently whispering, when it shattered, it slipped from the slender palm little by little, and then turned into a bit of light, and finally floated to the earth like rain and dew.

Then the canopy shattered, and light came through.

The Ghost Emperor froze in mid-air, missing the falling figure, looking at it directly, but it was a miserable white face, but at the corner of his mouth, there was a smile on his face, which was relieved after letting go, and he fell down so hard.

The demon lord did not move, because he did not disdain it at all, with an unrelated woman, but there was a related person, but it moved.

Xu Lin's figure was a little wolf, and when he took over Qingming's body, his tentacles were cold, but there was a faint fragrance of flowers wafting by, which was the familiar smell.

"It's a pure sword!" While sighing in his heart, Xu Lin fell back into the pit again with great interest, not because he didn't want to escape immediately, but because he couldn't.

The Ghost Emperor didn't look at Xu Lin's side again, but turned to the Demon Lord, and his face didn't show any expression, as if the scene that had just shattered the sword curtain was shattered, and he said lightly as if it had nothing to do with it: "What are you doing here?"

also smiled faintly, and the expression on the demon lord's face was much more vivid: "Come and ask for a helper." ”

The Ghost Emperor smiled, as if he had heard a big joke, and replied, "You also invited it back then." ”

The demon lord shook his head: "The sincerity back then was not enough. ”

"Oh?" The Ghost Emperor raised his eyebrows, and continued with some mockery: "Then how sincere is this time?"

Without immediately answering the words of the Ghost Emperor, the Demon Lord suddenly waved his arm and drew a big circle in the sky, and then replied with a smile: "A lot!"

The Ghost Emperor sank his face, his brows furrowed slightly, and he stared at the person in front of him for a long time before he suddenly snorted heavily: "Are you crazy?"

Hehe smiled, and the demon lord pointed to his face: "Don't the seniors keep saying that the juniors are crazy?"

The Ghost Emperor groaned, his eyes were always fixed on the other party's face, as if he wanted to find a little clue from that handsome face, but he couldn't find anything after all, and after a long time, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "You are indeed a madman!"

Xu Lin, who was in the deep pit, listened to all this conversation in his ears, and both parties didn't seem to have any intention of hiding it, which made Xu Lin very enjoyable at the same time, but also derived an extreme uneasiness.

The last resort is not to swear to heaven, let alone involve each other in interests, but to be dead! Just like the Qingming in his arms, such a person can truly keep the secret. (To be continued......)